Preachin' Blues (Up Jumped The Devil)

Preachin' Blues(Up Jumped the Devil) - Robert Johnson

Mmmmm mmmmm

I's up this mornin' ah blues walkin' like a man

I's up this mornin' ah blues walkin' like a man

Worried blues give me your right hand

And the blues fell mama's child tore me all upside down

Blues fell mama's child and it tore me all upside down

Travel on poor Bob just can't turn you 'round

The blues is a low-down shakin' chill

Yes preach 'em now

Mmmmm mmmmm

Is a low-down shakin' chill

You ain't never had 'em I hope you never will

Well the blues is a achin' old heart disease

Do it now you gon' do it Tell me all about it

The blues is a low-down achin' heart disease

Like consumption killing me by degrees

I can study rain oh oh drive oh oh drive my blues

I been studyin' the rain and I'm 'on drive my blues away

Goin' to the 'stil'ry stay out there all day